Eliza Daley ~ Wordcraft & Musing on Home & Hope
I do not hold with private meditation as a path toward insight. It may quiet the stream enough for you to corral your thoughts. Perhaps you can better see into the corners of your mind, what might be called subconsciousness if that wasn’t such an abused and now meaningless term, but they are still your… Continue reading The Flow of Wisdom
I spent too many hours last week at work with the flu. My weekend, Monday & Tuesday, was spent more or less asleep. So I have nothing written. Apologies. Next week will be better. Cheers!
Just when I think I've got things under control... First, we had a major shuffle at work. Upshot is I've got more hours and a new schedule to figure out. I am the manager of plants now, no staff... except one cat. So there's that. Then I found out that one can not park one's… Continue reading A Forced Hiatus
Beginning today, I'm going to have to pull back from even aspiring for five posts a week. I know you've noticed that I've not been hitting that mark very often of late. This is the official notice that I have to stop even trying. It's not good for me. I wouldn't call it burn-out. I… Continue reading Dialing Back
This is something I've had around for a long time. I'd like it to be a picture book some day. As I have little else in my head right now (other than "ouch" — what with new gardens and box cutters and a number of other stressors) I thought I might share this with you.… Continue reading A Children’s Story
i remember. the smell of water on dust. the sound of birdsong in the soft morning light. the chiaroscuro texture of resin beads on juniper needles. i remember walking. walking. walking. mama at my side. i remember heat. and death. i remember the lost. i remember coming to this place. it’s been seven decades by… Continue reading Memory (Winifred Mumbles)
23 April is St George's Feast Day. This year the bank holiday is on Monday, 25 April. To honor the day, here is a version of the story of St George and the Dragon, which itself is a version of a much older tale of annual agricultural sacrifice. Andromeda being tied for sacrifice, Apulian red-figure vase, ca.… Continue reading Andromeda
Cronus and the Omphalos stone, Athenian red-figure pelike C5th B.C.(Metropolitan Museum of Art) the monster the greatest god the father generating heirs but swallowing his challengers his children he is entrenched and the battle lines won’t move oh, just never but the future revolution, revelation is in conspiracy the young ones are thinking action will… Continue reading sa tourne
By My Solitary Hearth 